Explaining Jesus

If you're gay and over 85 You've felt for your whole life That when God made you, he just messed up If you've been raised a southern belle Born and bred for show and tell But you lie down feeling never good enough I'm so sorry For how it's been We're broken artists With broken pens We paint our pride And call it truth I'm sorry no one explained Jesus to you If you've heard a knock on your front door But all that you found on the porch Was a pastor that just wanted to be right And if you really want to pray to him But you're never sure he's listening 'Cause who could forgive what you did last night I'm so sorry For what you've heard We're broken poets With silly words We paint agendas And call it truth I'm sorry no one explained Jesus to you Oh Can't you feel him in the room Oh All he wants is you And I'm so sorry For all the wrongs We're broken singers With broken songs We paint our pride And call it truth I'm sorry no one explained Jesus to you I'm sorry no one explained Jesus to you I'm sorry no one explained Jesus to you